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Coating him in saliva I work him down my throat. My gagging is audible, but his groans are louder. I've made him wet enough that I can pump my hand along his cock while suckling the head. Arsen rocks side to side, unable to hold still. This is one of the few times I have power over him, and it's insanely hot.
"Fuck," he breathes, grabbing at my shoulders. "Stop, I don't want to finish in your mouth."
Too bad.
Ignoring his plea, I fist him faster, my fingers squeezing. His cock throbs in my throat, promising me the sweet taste of his jizz. Reaching down I finger myself. I want to be the one in control, but I can't resist my own need to come.
"No," he snarls. "If we're doing this, we're doing it right."
He lunges forward, scooping me around my middle. In a powerful flex of his upper body, he lifts me from the sand. Falling backwards, he contorts us until I'm kneeling over his face, my mouth still over his cock. It's a proper sixty-nine and I am here for it.
Spreading my thighs, Arsen pets my pussy from behind. I see spots of color, nearly fainting sideways off the lounger. "Oh my god," I whine.
He taps my ass lightly. "Back to work." His tongue curls around my slit, the circles of it tightening as he draws near my clit. Taking his cue, I focus on his cock in front of me. I lather the tip, enjoying the bead of precum. It tastes like the ocean, which is fitting for where we are.
Faster and faster, I stroke him in my palm. I widen my jaw, slapping the tip of his dick on my tongue. I can't take him deep, not when he's eating me out. I need to breathe or I'll black out.
With perfect aim he flicks over my sensitive clit. Tremors have begun in my belly, my legs shaking, knees locking. His cock swells in my mouth. Our timing is lining up, both of us chasing orgasm while doing our best to please the other.
He groans behind me, the sound crunching like the earth itself is splitting apart. He's lost in his passion, but still, he rubs my clit. The man is devoted to making me come... it's instinctual.
The first explosion of his seed on my tongue sends me over the cliff. Panting wildly, I shiver as I come. I'm sweltering, my body coiled and tight, my pussy a flurry of blissful quakes. As violent as my orgasm is I dutiful gulp down Arsen's cum, refusing to spill a single a drop on the parched sands.
Arsen spins me around, kissing me, letting me taste myself on his lips.
"That was amazing," I say dreamily. "But we should go inside before we get sunburned."
"I could just get some sunblock and rub it all over you," he suggests with a smirk.
My heart thrums at the idea. "We're here for a few days."
"Fine," he concedes reluctantly. "I could stand to rinse off in the shower, anyway. Let's freshen up."
He helps me off the lounger, and as I kiss him lightly on tip-toe, he gives me a wolfish grin. Before I can react, he smacks my ass, the sound cracking in the air. It's not a hard slap, just enough to make my skin tingle and my pussy throb.
"That ass is distracting. You're right, we should protect something this precious from the sun."
I giggle before sprinting towards the bungalow. He chases after me, catching up once I'm at the outdoor rain shower. We drench ourselves in the pleasant water, removing sweat and sand until I feel lighter.
"Look, they gave us robes!" I yank one of the white cotton robes off of a peg hanging near the outdoor shower. Sliding it on, I belt it into place. "Fancy."
"They go all out here," he agrees. Dressing himself in a robe, he smooths his wet hair off his forehead. "Wait until you see dinner spread they do."
"Dinner?" I chew my knuckle lightly. "Is it really that good?"
"Three Michelin stars. Almost as good as Danil’s cooking."
I roll my eyes with a groan, and Arsen pauses, watching me with the look of a man who wants round two.
"I don't want to miss that. Let me dry my hair, figure out what I'm wearing."
Inside the bungalow I find the bedroom. Someone has arranged rose petals in a heart on the blanket. In a damp silver bucket on a small table is a bottle of champagne. We were too busy fucking on the beach to notice what the resort has arranged for us. Laughing in chagrin, I sit on the mattress and flick at the petals. The next thing I know I'm stretching out on top of them with a yawn. This bed is incredible! I'll have to figure out what brand the mattress and pillows are, then Arsen can buy us one for our home.
Our home.
It's crazy to realize we've been living together for over nine months. I tried to convince Mom to move in with us, explaining the mansion had the space, but she stubbornly resisted. The one concession she made was to stay there and help with Steven while we went on our honeymoon.
Steven. I rub my belly. It's a hard habit to break. My baby is happy and healthy and real, but he isn't with me. I wish he was. It's okay to have fun with your husband. That, too, is real now. Arsen had gathered the documents, and we signed them with my mother as a witness the week after Steven was born. I didn't care about the papers, Arsen had felt like my husband for months, having it documented was incidental.
